Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy

Chapter 203

"Well, whoa, whoa! Where have you been, Daddy's Beautiful Girl? Just got home at this hour?" marcello asked, shaking his head slowly.

Marcello noticed Maria who was parking her favorite motorcycle while leaving her waist. While the attention, even cengengesan. Right at that moment, Marissa was also present there and stood beside her husband.

"See the bike, Cha. I don't know if it's the motor again until the dent is so."

Marissa also joined the head bobble. Yes, he himself confessed that he was once naughty. However, she thought Maria was much more mischievous than she was when she was young.

"This is because of Om Udin, Dad. He hit Maria's bike from behind until Maria lapsed with Clara. Look at this, Maria's legs even got chafed like this" he said, showing his chafed knees.

"Teen? Who else is she, is she your boyfriend?" ask Marcello.

"Shit, Daddy!"

Maria grabbed Udin's business card and handed it to Daddy.

"This, Dad. He who has hit Maria's bike and asked to change with him" said Maria.

When Marcello noticed the business card, Maria immediately ran away from the place. If he continues to be there, the business may get longer.

"Mary! We're not done yet" cried Marcello.

"Already, Daddy. Don't get angry, your blood pressure will go up again" said Marissa as she stroked Marcello's back and leaned her head on the man's shoulder.

"But, your son was really-"

"Already," interrupted Marissa while chuckling.

Just then Shakila, who had just come out of her parents' house, approached Marcello and Marissa.

"Mommy, Brother Marvel is there?"

"Shakila, honey, come in. Usually in hours like this Marvel is in his study, just check there" said Marissa.

"Good, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."

Shakila bowed respectfully to the couple before she entered the mansion.

"Had Maria been more calm like Shakila and Lea, maybe my blood pressure wouldn't have kept going up, Cha." muttered Marcello as he stroked his temple.

"Oh, come on, dear Mr. Marcelloku. Don't keep complaining, isn't she your favorite girl? So, just accept it no matter what."

Meanwhile.

Upon arrival in front of the room, Shakila immediately knocked on her door while calling Marvel's name.

"Young Master Marvel, it's Shakila. Can I come in?"

"Come in, Shakila."

His voice sounded slow, but firm. The typical heavy voice of Marvel that always makes Shakila's heart tremble when he hears it.

Slowly Shakila opened the door of the room and her eyes immediately fell on the handsome figure who was busy with his work.

Shakila walked up to Marvel's desk and stood right in front of the man. "I'm sorry for interrupting your work, Young Master."

Marvel who was still cool with some files in front of him, immediately turned to Shakila with a faint smile.

"Why still call me 'Young Master'?"

Shakila lowered her head as the man stared at her. Yes, this is the umpteenth time Marvel forbids Shakila to call it that.

"I'm sorry, sir. But Daddy always reminded us to call you like that" Shakila replied.

Marvel exhaled heavily while releasing the pen that was still stuck in his hand.

"Yes, it's up to you. Now what can I help you with?"

"Ehm, look, Young Master. I have a college assignment, but unfortunately I still don't understand. Are you willing to help me?" shakila asked with a face expectantly staring at Marvel.

"Of course, come here."

Marvel got up from his favorite chair and approached a sofa in the room. He sat there and invited Shakila to sit with him.

Shakila complied. He sat next to Marvel and handed the man a book and laptop he had been hugging.

This was not the first time for Shakila, but it was already the umpteenth time. Shakila once tried asking Melvin for help. Instead of being done, his tasks are even more neglected because the man prefers to tease him rather than help him complete the task.

Shakila watched Marvel closely. That smart, handsome man made Shakila so fascinated. However, Shakila is expected by Daddy Joe not to expect more from Marvel.

"Remember our status, Shakila. Young Master Marvel is our master and we are only a servant to their family."

The words that Daddy Joe always said were so imprinted on Shakila's heart and mind.

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